Xeroxcom [best] -

She made her choice. She didn’t copy herself.

But Pavel noticed the missing reams of paper. “You’ve been using the XeroxCom,” he whispered, locking the café door early. “The last guy who did that… he tried to copy himself.” xeroxcom

In the fluorescent hum of the “Last Chance” internet café, a relic tucked between a pawn shop and a payday lender, sat the machine. It wasn’t a sleek printer or a glossy copier. It was a beige monolith from 1993, its surface scarred with coffee rings and the ghostly residue of old stickers: “XeroxCom Beta Unit – Property of PARC.” She made her choice

Zola’s blood chilled. “What happened?” ” he whispered